Chen Ping 'an looked at Fatty with a smile.
Having seen stolen pens for so many years, he naturally knew these things like the back of his hand.
"Alright, let's hurry down to the tomb. It's getting late.”
"But…"
Fatty wanted to say,"But this doesn't prove your ability to rob tombs!"
Chen Ping 'an's voice came from the front.
"Don't doubt my strength. I've already calculated just now. Our trip is very safe!”
A few minutes later.
Wu Tianzhen still let Chen Ping 'an join the exploration of the tomb.
Chen Ping 'an had not only told Fatty about his past experiences, but also his own.
She knew that his third uncle had gone missing and that he used to like smoking.
She even said that he had lung disease because he smoked often.
This shocked him because he had indeed felt uncomfortable in his lungs recently and had been coughing a lot recently.
But lung disease…
This was something he had never thought of.
However, when he thought about these symptoms, they were indeed very similar to lung diseases…
All in all, he had already believed Chen Ping 'an's words.
Perhaps Chen Ping 'an was quite accomplished in fortune-telling.
At this moment, in the warehouse.
Chen Ping 'an and the other two had arrived at the entrance of the musician's tomb.
It was a huge hole, about seven to eight meters tall.
Looking down from above, it was pitch-black and nothing could be seen.
It was getting late, and the three of them did not delay any longer. They each tied a sling to themselves.
The three of them slowly descended along the sling.
As soon as he landed, Chen Ping 'an's gaze fell into the distance.
This graveyard was very dark, and there was basically no light.
However, this did not affect his night vision at all.
In front of him was a circular open space.
Above the empty space, there were ancient bronze coffins hanging upside down.
The coffins were connected by a red thread, and strings of runes and bronze bells hung on the red thread.
Below each coffin was a bronze bowl.
Inside the bowl was a dark green liquid.
This was the hanging coffin and coffin dew in the musician's tomb.
This kind of coffin dew was extremely corrosive.
A single drop of coffin dew would cause a large area to be filled with poisonous gas.
"Fatty, look over there."
Wu Tianzhen and Fatty also noticed the clues in front of them and shone their flashlights ahead.
The two of them walked forward carefully and squatted in front of an ancient coffin, staring at the coffin and the coffin dew.
"Fatty, do you know what this is?”
Wu Tianzhen pointed at the bowl of coffin dew in front of him and asked.
Fatty shook his head. He didn't know about this.
Wu Tianzhen smiled and was about to tell Fatty what it was when he suddenly thought of Chen Ping 'an.
Chen Ping 'an had a deep understanding of fortune-telling, but she did not know how much he knew about grave robbing.
At the thought of this, Wu Tianzhen turned to Chen Ping 'an and asked,"
"Master, do you know what this is?"
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Wu Tian really wanted to test Chen Ping 'an's knowledge of grave robbing.
However, he regretted asking this question.
This kind of coffin dew was extremely rare, and very few people knew what it was.
Therefore, this knowledge was quite unpopular among grave robbers.
Fatty wasn't the only one who didn't know what it was.
Even he had only seen it in the notebook.
Even they didn't know about it, so the young Chen Ping 'an in front of them probably didn't know about it either.
He didn't want to make things difficult for Chen Ping 'an and was prepared to explain the danger of the coffin dew to them directly.
However, just as he finished asking, Chen Ping 'an, who was beside him, smiled and said slowly,"
"This thing is called Coffin Dew. It's a very dangerous substance.”
"It can't fall on the ground. Once it falls on the ground, it will cause a large-scale poisonous gas. For example, the more than 20 coffins around us now. Once the coffin dew erupts, it will affect the surrounding 20 kilometers.”
"Therefore, before burial, ancient people used this bronze bowl to catch the coffin dew.”
"Also…"
Chen Ping 'an shone his flashlight on the patterns carved on the ancient coffin.
"If I'm not wrong, this tomb should be a musician's tomb. There's an entire palace band buried inside.”
"You can look at the patterns on these coffins. Each of them is carved with different instruments and musicians.”
After Chen Ping 'an finished speaking, Wu Tianzhen and Fatty Wang were stunned.
Fatty Wang took out his flashlight and shone it on the patterns of the surrounding coffins. Wu Tianzhen, on the other hand, observed the coffin dew.
At this moment, his heart was filled with shock.
The young man in front of them actually knew about the coffin dew. He had perfectly introduced the danger of the coffin dew to them.
He had even estimated the number of coffins here and the area affected by the explosion of the coffin dew.
He had even observed and deduced the details of the carvings that he had never noticed.
This speed of thinking was too terrifying.
They had just entered the tomb. Shouldn't they be looking at the tomb with a blank expression and need to explore everything?
Why did he feel so familiar as if he had come home?
Wu Tianzhen was shocked.
The warehouse owner had told him that Chen Ping 'an had never been to this tomb before. It was also his first time here.
But now, he seemed to have expected all of this…
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